The Unedited Me
A mix-up, mash-up mosaic,
a little lass full of love and longing.
I am not behind a wall of trick-photography.
What you see is the unedited me.
A glitter-loving, gentle gal,
a person who is playful, persuasive, and perceptive.
I am not flawless, however.
What you see is the unedited me.
Also a forgetful, foolish female,
a larger, lonesome lady.
I am not scared to admit my faults.
What you see is the unedited me.
Trying to be tasteful and tidy,
I sometimes win and sometimes fail.
This is how my life works.
What you see is the unedited me.
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